OASIS GROUP HEADQUARTERS
As soon as Elizabeth ended the call with Miguel, her office door flew open. Standing in the doorway was Mr. Alex, his face flushed with anger.
Elizabeth’s heart jumped at the sudden intrusion. She quickly composed herself, her voice calm “What’s the meaning of this?” she asked.
Alex ignored her question, striding into the room with quick, deliberate steps. “You need to explain why you rejected the proposal,” he demanded, obviously losing patience.
Elizabeth remained seated, leaning back slightly in her chair. “I reviewed it,” she replied evenly, refusing to let him intimidate her. “And I found it ridiculous. Suggesting such a massive financial investment for a project with no clear benefits is irresponsible. It’s a poor use of company resources.” She paused,
